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In The Midst Of Chaos

One single moment is all it takes.

It was a day Lincoln High School would never forget. Thirty-five white mice with beady-red eyes scurrying the halls like inmates set free in a jailbreak. Susie had never told any of us her plan. Maybe that was because it wasn’t a plan, per se. She just go...

4 Poems In 1 Compact Bundle

Stanzas from 4 different poems thrown together.

Stop the Waterf a L L. It Trickles Down My Spine And Lets Me Know You Are Not Mine You Make Me Melt You Make Me Sweat The Birthday Candle To My Cigarette The Water Balloon  To My Underground Tunnel I Feel Your Chill In The Caverns Of My Head And To My Hea...

I Can Now Set You Free

I've wasted enough time.

I see what you've becomeYou have to take shots at me I sure hope you think you wonI can finally break free It’s so easy for me to say goodbye The straw finally broke the camel's backI shall never think of you again or cry This was the last attack I wish y...

As free as a sparrow Gliding through the skies Wings spread wide Flying free Searching the heavens Looking for the unknown Caught in the morning sunrise Looking towards the seas  As the day turns to night Cool air blowing through the sky Looking for the h...

A Willing Prisoner Of Love I am your prisoner, as sure as there's love. Bound in a cage like a single white dove. To spread my wings with no place to fly; Will you set me free or watch me die. With a tear in your eye and sadness in your heart, You release...

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I hear you calling my name, But I can’t come home to you. I feel the wind blow across my plains,It’s calming my fears. I listen to the river tell me its tales;It’s soothing my soul. Under these starry skiesMy thoughts are of you. Remember me like I used t...

Philena- The Box

I'm writing more of her story, so she decided I should write this poem...insanity? Nah...Me = WRITER

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I Choose

A declaration

I choose to become an independent author I choose to write organically I choose my friends wisely I choose to say “NO!” when something doesn’t feel right in my soul I choose my destinations in life I choose to read quality stories and poetry I choose whic...

Walker, A Good Lovin' Guy

I'm Dave and I'm not gay. OK?

Here she comes, the sweetest, sexiest, most loveliest girl in the whole department, the delightful Rachael. What any guy wouldn't give for a date with such a desirable angel. "There you go, Dave." she says to me. "White with no sugar." Rachael plonks the...

Free. Free of the cruelness of the world, Nothing penetrating my bubble of happiness, Embracing me with warm arms, Tending to the metaphorical wounds of life. Smiles all round as the aroma of peace And serenity lingers in the air. Golden glows emanating F...